". . in even more liquid hues the ghostly scene of Lenore and me running toward each other in slow motion through the pale gelatin of our respective inhibitions and various troubles." p. 61.
Yes, it is part of the over-the-top diction of Mr. Vigorous. That whole chapter "5 - -1990" cracked me up with the wildly weird sappy language that guy uses.
"Her lips are full and red and tend to wetness and do not ask but rather demand, in a pout of liquid silk, to be kissed."
". . . not so much a kiss as it is a dislocation, a removal and rude transportation of essence from self to lip, so that it is not so much two human bodies coming together and doing the usual things with their lips as it is two sets of lips spawned together and joined in a kind from the beginning of post-Scarsdale time, achieving full ontological status only in subsequent union and trailing behind and below them, as they join and become wholw, two now utterly superflous fleshly stems of overblossomed flora,trailing hoes on the ground, husks."
and on and on and on.
I highlighted the parts that sent me into stunned laughter.
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